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  <title>A purple world</title>
  <subtitle>Chaos</subtitle>
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    <email>light_watcher@hotmail.com</email>
    <name>veja_mate</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-08T19:04:16Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:9161</id>
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    <title>Over a year since I last posted :O</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T19:04:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T19:04:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dearest children, I am aware that I must have worried you to death, by not posting anything till now, but it is all alright, I am alive. &lt;br /&gt; Second year is over and the only troubles course course I had I passed with a D...I know, not the greatest, especially since I am trying to increase my CGPA, but oh, well, as long as I don`t have to listen to that idiotic moron anymore, that`s find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Reading my old entries was rather enjoyable, especially that one about the 1% milk, I sure am special! Now I drink only 1% milk, because my roommate, my sister, only likes 1% milk and since I am adaptive to the percentage of my milk I gave up my skim milk and we only get 1%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is my day off from work and I don`t really like it as much as I thought I would, I feel like I should be at work, since I have no studying to do, I feel void. I watch Sailor Moon this morning, did some proof reading of my little short HP fic, which is now finished and now, I am trying to come up with something useful to do, which doesn`t require sitting in from of the computer. My plan for the summer was to spend my time doing things which I don`t have time to do during the school year, like for example: reading, I have already finished one book The alchemist, and now I am half way through a second one, Buddha; I also want to do some writing, which i have already done today, some sketching and painting and stuff like that. I want to play piano as well, but I need to be home for that. I was going to go home last night, but I got lazy, I am going home on saturday night anyways...so might as well wait till then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new speakers! WOOOT I bought then actually for my new desktop which I got from my brother, but they are pure awesomeness that I don`t want to let them go home :(&lt;br /&gt; Oh, well, I suppose I must survive with the built in speakers on my laptop. The desk top is pretty cool though, I am very glad I have it, because in case my lap top decides to go on permanent strike again, I will have this desktop which will never do that to me (don`t try and convince my otherwise). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have made some life choices since last year, which I hope I can follow through with. I have decided that I would like to go to Scotland to do my masters after I finish my undergrad, Cat (my very very very dear friend) has agreed to come with. Although nothing can be too solid, I believe that this is something which I have the power to make. I feel like i am old enough now, that if I decide on something like that I can easily make it come true. I would also like to take some cooking courses through the next ten years or so. I have always loved cooking and baking and i never though that it would be actually something I would do. I love biology and I don`t want to let it go, but life is long and I believe that if I truly wish, I can do both (probably not both at the same time). So this is where I stand right now. The most important thing for me right now is the same as last year, which is focus on my studies and get the best marks possible. I feel like I am already better than last year, that is partially thanks to the people whom I befriended in my same field, who help indirectly to push me towards studying and focusing more. I know that I am lazy and I hate studying. This summer I want to focus on beating laziness out of me. I want to try and get the most out my days and hopefully lose some weight which will give me energy and, well, I all sort of works together to shaping me into the person I want to be. &lt;br /&gt; Lately I have been thinking about myself and how I have changed. I realized, that I have become an adult. I haven`t it yet till now. I find it extremely saddening. It isn`t anything particular in my behavior, but mostly, the way I think has changed. I feel like I am lose some of that childishness that has been in me till of late. I am uncertain weather I want to fight it or not, I know this happens to everyone, but I am a little bit worried that I will lose my dreams, or that my dreams will become too practical... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing! Mom was talking about how she would like to go to Nova Scotia for a visit this summer and we were talking about may June 22nd. I was browsing Facebook and I say that there was this event which Mr B was organizing where old band members would be playing and I thought, that would be soo great if I see (even better if i could be in it, lol, but I have a feeling it might be just band and no choir) and I though, oh, it`s probably some time soon, I wonder what the date is...June 22nd! :O&lt;br /&gt; That just makes me want to go even more! So I have been looking at flights and, well they are expensive, but if I should be able to pay it off with 1.5 pay checks...so, I going to talk to mom and also look at how much a bus would cost (although I hate long rides like that :S ) and I really really really really really SUPER REALLY want to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will end this here and go do something productive, I think I will make some chicken for chicken salad and then may be clean the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Cheers my lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ~ Vebo~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:8818</id>
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    <title>I scared myself today</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T02:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-18T02:15:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I was just sitting here studying and it wasn't the normal type of studying that I usually do. Oh the studying was horribly inefficient and I was working very slowly as usual, but I was sitting at home studying on St P's day, which would be as per usual as well, but I was sitting there drinking beer and thinking about how long till my new tatoo is completely healed. WHat tha fuck?!! Have I always been this way, but was restricted by age and parents, or have I changed since I came to university and became all....this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, apart from the beer, which I dunno why I am drinking because it tastes disgusting, I think I am the same, I just thought I would share this very very Vera-unlike experience with you all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:8538</id>
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    <title>Toilet seat covers</title>
    <published>2007-01-19T02:43:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-19T02:43:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Public toilets don't have covers. I always thought that they should have them at least in schools. Some might have heard me speak about this before, but please, those who haven't, this is serious stuff. Why is it so important that school bathrooms have toilet seat covers? Well, toilet seat covers are important. They make the toilet look better, but also, I believe that they could make a great impact on a persons life. the fact that public toilets don't have covers shows us, the public, that we are not cared for. That we are not wanted (its so sad). It makes us feel like we are just there to do our thing as fast as possible and leave. Makes us feel like animals that need to be trained to efficiency. &lt;br /&gt; I also believe that toilet seat covers could save lives. Imagine yourself a high school student with problems and suddenly you get caught and there is no way out (so you think) and you want out so badly, you'd take your own life. Your at school and convinced you want to kill yourself. How would a person kill themselves in a high school? Drown yourself in a toilet! You rush to the bathroom, tears streaming down your face and you see the toilet there in front of you, ugly and cover-less, it only enforces the fact that life is a dreadful, ugly place that is not getting better, so you kill yourself. Now, if there had been a toilet seat cover and the school took good care of it, may be drew a flower, or a smiley face on it, then when you reach the toilet, ready to die and you see this toilet seat cover with this pleasant looking smiley face on it, you think, if a toilet can look as beautiful as that, may be...there is hope for me too. So you sit and cry and cry, till you resolve to change your life for the better and never give up. All because of a toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;   Therefore, everyone, don't take toilet seats lightly and take good care of them, because someday, they might be saving your life.</content>
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    <title>Milk</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T21:11:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T21:11:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What am I doing? I cannot reasonably account for anything that I am doing. I am sitting here drinking 1% milk. Why am I drinking milk? Is it because I was worried about my poor bones being deprived of important calcium, or is because I was thirsty and too lazy to go get some water. May be I just had an unbearable craving for milk and it had to be 1%. Actually I am drinking milk because I opened my fridge and saw the 2L carton standing there are I remembered when I bought it, how I felt and why I felt it. I thought that in honor of that memory I should drink some milk. I drank it from a red cup with a yellow straw. It was good milk, worth buying it, even if it was 1%, it was worth the memory and worth the tears.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:8171</id>
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    <title>Going back tomorrow....</title>
    <published>2007-01-02T18:43:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-02T18:43:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow I go back to university. These two weeks have been so wonderful. It seemed like it was all perfect again. My sister and brother were both home and I had it easy, didn't need to worry about things like school work, or cooking, or disposing of the mold growing in that cup on my desk. I drank, ate, shopped and had a wonderful Christmas. In three days I get to see my boyfriend and that will be the perfect end to the perfect holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The only downside is that I got sick :( These last couple of days my throat has been killing me. I can't eat, yawn or swallow anything without huge amounts of pain. I have a doctors appointment today, just in case its something worse then a regular sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't have to go back, I wish my brother and sister didn't have to go back, but luckily my brother will be closer then he was before and my sister is planning on moving to Ottawa next year, well around August, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, today was my 'packing day', I guess I should get to it, so I am ready for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  see you later my lovelies &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:7847</id>
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    <title>Home for the holidays</title>
    <published>2006-12-22T17:20:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-22T17:20:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its so good to be home. I couldn't help it. Immediately after I came I started worrying about my exams and my marks. So I sat down and figured out the worst case scenario, which is that I would fail three courses. I know I passed physics (figures, it was my toughest course) and I'm pretty sure I passed chemistry, so the worst case scenario is that I fail biology, linear algebra and calculus (figures, two of those are my easiest courses). So I sat down and I figured out how I could fix this and it is possible. First off I have to say that I love physics. Physics is my elective. I love physics. I took it because I thought that may be I could switch my major to physics if I found that I loved it a lot more than biology. So there is a course called Biomechanical something, I dunno, but it basically biology and physics in harmony together as it should be, but when I looked at it, then its all required courses. All four years they tell you exactly what you have to take and not much space for electives, while my course was basically take this in first year, this in second and we don't really give a shit about the rest. That sounded a bit restricting to me, also all the courses that I potentially failed I would have to re-do anyways. &lt;br /&gt; So I decided that the best course of action for me is to stay in biology because even if I do fail all those three courses, I have lots time and space to make it up. Should I mention that I want to get into med school.....yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, since I sorted my options out and know that everything can be fixed, I feel a bit better and can properly enjoy my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Something exciting worth mentioning is that I got new glasses, I like them. They are purple and have a plastic frame and are pretty cool. I got them half off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So that is my rant about school, I will not mention school for another two weeks, well, more like a week and half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways my lovelies, have an amazing Christmas, I love Christmas and I am very sorry for all those who don't enjoy it, because it really is such an amazing time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ~Chevana Wolk~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:7546</id>
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    <title>Breath again</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T17:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T17:53:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For all those of you who have been holding your breath to know if I passed my physics exam, you may be at ease/ able to sleep again, to know that I Vera Bosak, have conquered the phy1321A by successfully passing the final examination. YaY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, I am filling time right now, because at 2pm I have my biology exam, which I know, I shouldn't have told you because now your all going to be stressing about that, but it won't luckily interfere with your sleeping because I'll be done it by 5 and will post the result when I get back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was soo stressed about this bio exam and since by handy boyfriend was not at present at all, I had to invoke my neighbor Joy to calm me, and she did this by telling my that I need only a 41% on the exam to pass. Hee hee, I think i might be able to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On another topic, YAY who's excited about christmas &amp;lt;:)  ( &amp;lt;- that&amp;#39;s a santa hat btw)
I need to buy my grandfather a present, but I think I might buy him a keyboard cleaner, there are these little vacuumes for the key board, or a screen washer. Will he like it? Who knows.

 If anybody has a any idea for a christmas present for an elderly man, like my grandpops, let me know.

 Anyways my lovelies I&amp;#39;ll talk to you laters

                 ~Vebo!</content>
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    <title>Working day</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T18:58:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T18:58:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took like a hour break, but I got up today at 8:30am, yay! I'm so proud. I spent the morning memorizing bio words, which wasn't all that exciting, but must be done, so I will continue working on that and then back to studying. The day doesn't seem long enough. Its already 1:49. I can't wait till these exams are over. It will be soo nice. I think that basically now that university started, I'm going to have two mental breakdown a year. Fall exams and winter exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, I should continue these brain execerises, I miss you my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Goodbye my children</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:6955</id>
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    <title>Working day</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T18:58:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T18:58:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took like a hour break, but I got up today at 8:30am, yay! I'm so proud. I spent the morning memorizing bio words, which wasn't all that exciting, but must be done, so I will continue working on that and then back to studying. The day doesn't seem long enough. Its already 1:49. I can't wait till these exams are over. It will be soo nice. I think that basically now that university started, I'm going to have two mental breakdown a year. Fall exams and winter exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, I should continue these brain excerises, I miss you my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Goodbye my children</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:6704</id>
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    <title>Baby its cold outside</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T20:22:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T20:22:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As I look out my window I can see flakes of snow lightly fluttering about. The roof tops have a thin layer of snow covering them and people are clinging to their coats for as much heat as possible. There is sunshine but  the is already at 3 pm is somewhere behind me unseen, within two hours its going to be gone leaving us in darkness. Ottawa is a pretty city. All the houses seem to be either red or white with lots of trees and parks everywhere, it is the perfect place for me to be right now..... but I know that eventually I am going to start missing the small town life and wish to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Studying is going fine...so is watching LOST. Wickedly awesome show and I'd recommend it to anybody. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Got to go pay attention to this linear algebra with which I'm battling. It seems to think that it can get the better of me and prove to the world once and for all that Vera Bosak is mathematically retarded, while I laugh back at it saying that I probably am mathematically retarded and don't care who know, I just don't want to re-do the course because its a requirement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Till we meet again my lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Chevana Wolk</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:6582</id>
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    <title>First day of studying</title>
    <published>2006-12-02T15:38:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-02T15:38:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This will be hard. This morning I was getting my food ready and was already wondering which anime I should be sporting with these lovely pizza pop. (I was really hungry).&lt;br /&gt;So to make up for not watching anime, I decided to update my journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well this morning is another hangover less morning, hopefully there will never come a time when I will have one of those awful things. I sufficiently partied myself out last night. I started poking people trying to find the ultimate pillsbury cookie dough giggle. Yay to Jordie, the ultimate winner (also the only one who would even make a noise when I poked them). Then I stole Milo's cap and we discovered that he has surprisingly soft hair he's been hiding these three months. Then I met a new guy names Ted, who had an amazing hat, which I borrowed, but his head is huge and the hat didn't quite fit me:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now I must clear off my desk and fill it with all things physics related. (One could argue that that is everything pretty much, but I am of course, talking about things like text books).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Everyone wish me luck, I might need it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Vera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm scared of these exams, I'm not really smart, I'm rather stupid actually and I think I might fail everything, or at least calculus....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:6324</id>
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    <title>At home</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T19:05:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T19:05:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have to go to this stupid Sears Christmas party tonight. I like getting all prettied up, but man its going to be such a drag...&lt;br /&gt; The good thing is that I get make up done at Sears by some women at the Christian Dior counter, but I still haven't decided what I want to do with my hair, that is going to be the worst decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tomorrow though I am going to Wal-mart with Katie, which should prove to be fun, especially since I have no idea how to get there and I don't think Katie does either. Oh well, we'll get lost a couple of times and then when we get there be happy and thankful.&lt;br /&gt; I don't even know what I want there, but usually they have some good prices on food and on make-up and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well I think I have done enough babbling for one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      goodbyee my lovelies</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:6064</id>
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    <title>what a weird day</title>
    <published>2006-11-20T05:29:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-20T05:29:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man.........what a weird day......</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:5637</id>
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    <title>Its raining for me</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T21:32:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T21:32:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its raining again. Its been raining, it seems, my whole life. I wouldn't be suprised to find out that I was born on a rainy day. It must have been a cold rainy day. One of those days your actually suprised its not snowing. Early march in Halifax, yeah, it probably snowed in the morning and then it turned to rain. One of those mornings when the sun doesn't actually come out at all from under the heavy clouds, too shy, too frightened may be. 11:45. There must have been heavy traffic in the city, people shy away from rain, especially when its cold like that. I think its a connection, one of few connections we still have with nature, well in a city like that at least. Everything needs rain. You could say that we can get water from our sink and bottles pre-packaged for out convenience, but you know, I think that deep down in our core, we still need to see rain. To feel it and smell it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Its raining again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           ~Vera~</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:veja_mate:5588</id>
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    <title>Lazy Day</title>
    <published>2006-11-04T16:39:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today I feel like taking a break. I want to sit around and lazy it up. I know tomorrow when I am head-full of physics thinking why the hell did I pick physics as my elective anyways, i will probably feel bad about having one day full of nothingness. BUT right now I don't care. What comes tomorrow I will deal with tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was thinking of doing some surfing, catching up on some of fav websites and then maybe play the piano for a bit and then bake some bread to take with me tomorrow. oooo maybe I'll make a pizza to take with me. It can be breakfast for atleast three days! Mmmmmm, left over pizza breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I might also get off my lazy butt and go to Carling and see if sears has any nice clothes I can get my mom to buy me, but the bus ride is so tiring...blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yes, I know, this entry has been a work of art on my part, but I felt bad that I haven't posted in a while, so I decided I would, but nothing better than my lazy day in progress came into my head as inspiration, so this is the result. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      -Vebo</content>
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    <title>no more tigers</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T00:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T00:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I walked by the arrival area and looked miserably at all the people waiting. I hated them, I hated that they got stand there impatiently and just wait for the person they loved to arrive, while I couldn't. Waiting just couldn't help me. I stood there myself just two days ago thinking that the wait is unbeareble. I don't think I'll ever be in that situation again, because now that he is gone, now I know that this feeling of loss is much worse. All I wanted to do is hide away in a corner and cry my eyes out, but of course I didn't. I just kept walking. &lt;br /&gt; The bus on the way back got filled very quickly, I just listened to my music and zoned out, trying to hide from the world and mysef as much as possible, hopefully to the others around me I appeared as an emotionless zombie, just kind of sitting there. This went all well till my cell phone rang. As much as it was painful, I would have done it soo happily over again if he was calling to tell me that he missed the plane, that he is getting the next bus to see me and I could spend another day with him. But it was my mother. She went on a baking spree and wondered when I was coming home to help eat the products.&lt;br /&gt; I was so happy to get off the bus, to put my hood on and get lost in the rain. Thats when the first few tears fell. I walked as slow as I could, but eventually reached the building....home.&lt;br /&gt; Katie left to go to supper with some relatives. I went to find my friends. There was four of them watching a movie. I didn't want to be alone, I knew if I was, I would start to really cry and I just didn't want to be miserable, I wanted to be distracted from the pain, but as soon as I saw them, two couples sitting on the bed, I knew there was no room for me there and that seeing them would only make me feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;   So I went back to my room and cried.&lt;br /&gt; Now I am here and I know that tomorrow I will feel better, but for now, for now the only thing I can do is be sad.       &lt;br /&gt;                                      Vera</content>
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    <title>Quick entry</title>
    <published>2006-10-21T23:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-21T23:43:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Really quickly wanted to say: "I have a tiger staring at me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might be think,"dear god she's finally cracked", but if you were here now sitting in this desk having a tiger stare at you, you would probably also want to hop online and spread the news to the world.&lt;br /&gt;  I am sleep deprived (I wonder why...) and on my way for Booster juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Love ya babes!</content>
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    <title>veja_mate @ 2006-10-08T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-08T04:49:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-08T04:49:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You scored as Nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your nice. Please rate my quiz!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 81% &lt;br /&gt;Nice&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 81% &lt;br /&gt;Immature&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 63% &lt;br /&gt;Fun&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 56% &lt;br /&gt;Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 13% &lt;br /&gt;Shy&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 13% &lt;br /&gt;mean&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; 6% &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't know how to make the little graph thing pop up, but I did the quiz, I kinda had someone all upset about not doing it. &lt;br /&gt; I will post a more exciting post later.&lt;br /&gt;            Talk to you later</content>
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    <title>Tiredness and randomness</title>
    <published>2006-09-16T04:40:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-16T04:40:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am tired, but I don't want to sleep. I always have this fear that I will miss somekind of adventure. I know they say that life is an adventure, but sometimes I feel like I want somthing more. Is it crazy? That I want somekind of great adventure, something to break my pre-planned life. My life is definetly not boring and I am pretty happy. Maybe I read too many adventure stories. Maybe I'm just way too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I'll talk to you later my lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 Chevana</content>
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    <title>Purple days at university</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T05:32:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-13T05:32:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was my fourth day of classes and I feel like I have been doing thins my whole life. I go through the same routine I guess. I go to class, I come back, I eat, I study, I miss my boyfriend and this is a big circle. I brake it now and then by randomly calling one of my Truro friends. I miss them so much.&lt;br /&gt;  I got roses the other day. They are very pretty. I don't know how long they are going to live, so I want to take one out and dry it. I only wish I knew how to do that successfully. I love my linear algebra class. The topics are interesting and I find the professor interesting. He has this, almost painful look about him. Like he's sad for some reason. I spent a bit of time analyzing him today before class and if only I knew how old he was. He's bound to be single. I still have a single mother and a single sister. Well, he might be a bit old for my sister, but then again I'm the a great example of age being no consequences.&lt;br /&gt; Funny, I always wanted my sister to be the first one to fall in love, or my brother, or my mom, but never me, It seems weird that I should have this when I wish it on everybody, but everybody else doesn't have it.&lt;br /&gt; I felt I should update. I sometimes wonder who I really keep this journal for. I don't think my friends read it and if they do then I'm sorry. I know my sister does and I know my tiger does. Sometimes it does make me feel better, but I also hope it makes those who read it feel a bit better as well. So for today, I didn't succeed making you feel better, then listen to this very wise life rule, which will make everything better:  Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Love,&lt;br /&gt;          Chevana</content>
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    <title>Another day</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T00:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T00:49:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Children, &lt;br /&gt;So a week from today I am moving in to my dorm room. Although I am excited, there have been soo many things that have been going wrong, that there are soo many other things that could still go wrong. I still don't know if they are going to be feeding me, or not and I haven't heard from the Student Loan people yet and I Dad hasn't sent me a the $$ he is suppose to. AAaaggghhh! But I am excited and am shure that anything that goes wrong can easily be fixed. The first week is going to be mainly fun, the second week probably brutal and then once I start getting into thing it will all be fine.....I hope.&lt;br /&gt; I am pretty much packed, apart from clothing. I think that I don't need much clothing, I will always be able to go home and get anything I need.&lt;br /&gt; The big problem I will have is trying to pry my boyfriend off the phone, uhh, he just loves me too much I guess. Oh well, what can a person do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I think I will go now, b-boy is feeling a bit....well lets just say feeling a bit like he misses me. I have some damage controll to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bye bye Babes!</content>
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    <title>My awsome day</title>
    <published>2006-08-19T00:07:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-19T00:07:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, everything I did today was pretty cool. I was really happy through-out the whole day. I backed cookies and drank coffee. Then as I was putting the chocolate chips into the dough and I was thinking what it would be like if you put chocolate chovered coffee beans into cookies. I figured that they would probably be too big to put into the cookies, so I thought that may be if you just took regular coffee beans and chopped them up and then put into cookies, then that might be awsome! Well, I might be wrong, but I think that it could be interesting. So if anybody is interested in this experiment, then let me know if it tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also made a list of things I will be needing for university, I am extreemly excited. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Hmmmmmm, there was a lot of things I wanted to talk about in this entry, but I am watching Dr Who and that is much more interesting, so&lt;br /&gt;  Bye bye children &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Chevana</content>
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    <title>Gone</title>
    <published>2006-08-17T00:08:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-17T00:08:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, b-boy left. I wasn't really expecting his departure. I was just kind of riding the wave and not thinking. I think I took it harder then I was expecting to. He left and just as the taxi disapeared a gust of wind blew. He left, just left. Last time it was me leaving him, I think I liked that much better. It was so much fun having him here, but now all I have left is a bag of chocolate covered coffee beans, a bag of jelly beans, half full tubes of paints and a dime. Oh, boy. Well only two weeks till school and everything will go by so fast. The rest of the day after his departure has been so sad and dull. I hope it rains tomorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Chevana</content>
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    <title>B-boy in town</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T00:45:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, I have to say this has been a pretty &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; week.  My awesome boyfriend arrived in Ottawa, and it has been non-stop hijinks ever since.  I've lost count of the number of ninjas we've already had to fight off, and we've saved Parliament Hill from terrorists &lt;u&gt;twice&lt;/u&gt;.  So it's been pretty productive so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the best part is how hopelessly in love I am with him.  I swear, everytime I look into those darling blue eyes, or he starts talking about equations or Pythagoras, I have to resist the urge to strip off all my clothes and just jump him right then and there!  Mmmm, and don't even get me started about how turned on I get whenever he takes me to a library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel him slowly taking over my life already.  In fact, it almost feels like he's writing this very blog entry, &lt;u&gt;right now&lt;/u&gt;, and I'm powerless to stop him.  All I can do is caress his back, let him listen to my music, and think in my head what a wonderful red shirt he's wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to apply to the University of Ottawa for next year to take a master's, and I just know he'll get in.  It is going to be sooooo awesome having him here next year.  We'll get to go to Byward Market together, and shop for sausages together.  I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I love the power I have over him in this relationship.  I blink my eyes and give him this quaint little smile, and all of a sudden Mr. "mathematical genius" is pitching out the 9 of hearts that he "promised" I would never see again.  Men are so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm afraid I have to get going now, as I think he's going to kiss me and that can't very well happen if I'm typing a blog entry, now can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye Children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Tiger&lt;/strike&gt; Chevana Wolk</content>
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    <title>Waiting</title>
    <published>2006-08-03T04:18:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-03T04:18:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The bloody weather!!! It is truly ironic. I build this day up soo much and, well who wouldn't? I started dating a boy over the phone and then the day I am suppose to meet him, the weather goes soo bloody awful that his plane has to land in Quebec city. I spent a long time getting ready so when he sees me I would be wearing a cute skirt and hott heals and just looking damned hott and now he is going to see me in PJs. How disappointing. Well, hopefully he will think I am damned hott even without all the effort. Well I definitely felt like complaining, although secretly I think its completely hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Bye bye babes, &lt;br /&gt;     Tell you later what happened when I actually got to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      -Chevana-</content>
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